"YoufullydeservedtheexecutionIorderedMedusatocarryout.Outofthekindnessofmyheart,Iresurrectedyou,butnotonlywereyouungratefulforyoursedceatlife,youbetrayedmeagainbybringingintheRomansoldiers.NowyoubetraymeyetagainbyspiringwithCyclopsandMr.KaffeeandraisethewindssohighthatyoucouldupturnmyKingdomandhavemekilled.Yourtreacherousasareviperishandinexcusable.”Cyclops’spermwriggledinherwomb,impatientasamothstrugglingtoburstforthfromitsco.IleenhadthoughtofusingpregnancyasanexcuseandworkonKingDimitri’sgenerosityforapardon.Buthiswordsbroughtbackthepainandhatredoftwoinationssovividlythatitwouldnotallowhertoaskforpardonfromthisman.Sheonlywishedforaquickdeath.Knowinghimsowell,shewassurethatafterprovokinghimintoexegherathirdtime,hewouldliveforeverinself-nationandtritionwhenhediscoveredhehadkilledapregnantwoman.Thatwastobeherultimateretaliation.Raisingherhead,hereyesfullofhate,shetauntedhimsaying,

        "Saynomore.TwiceIhavebeenkilledbyyou.Killmenowforthethirdtime.”KingDimitriwasedbyhernoandinamomentofangerorderedhertobechoppedintwofromthewaist,tobeexecutedbyMedusa,justlikethefirsttime.

        Dimitrididnotwanttowithetragie,sohehurriedlylefttheKingdom.Thebeautieshadallmovedtotheadministrativebuildingbecauseofthebattle,sotheywerenotevenawarethatKingDimitrihadreturned.Notwishingtobeentahthewebsofloveaioquietly.Theexecutionwasoncemoreehesamespotuhesameditions,withthesettingsunlookingonatthebarrenhills.Armedbyastreforsurvival,theyetunshapedfetusburstfromhermother’swombandsaw,toherhorror,thewarmhaventhathadshelteredherwasnowabloodymutitedbodylyingontheground.Tileaobemasterofherownasshefloatedlikepollenintheair,nowfallingfromonefloweraleforawhilesugthehoney;nowbeingblowntoanother.Sometimes,shendedonsomewildberrieswhiurturedherwiththeirjuices.Thusued,shefloatedaboutinthewildsofthemysteriousKingdom,livingoffhoneyanddew.Floatingaroundispringbreeze,herfeelingsofrevengebuddedandgrew.

        CHAPTER8MEGGINNANDLAVERNE

        Timepassedbynormally,hertoofastnortooslow,goingitswaysilently,liketheslightbreezeslowlywaftihesleepingform,whoseforelockwavedslightlywiththebreeze.Timeandbreezewerebothtransparentanduable.Anyonecouldfeelthewindblowing,butonlytheultrasensitivecouldfathomthepassingoftime.Suddenly,thesleepingformsatup,ghysterically,

        "Ikilledapregnantwoman!Isavagelykilledapregnantwomahererubbinghissleepyeyesandfounditwasonlyahorribledream.ThismanwasDimitri,thedreammaker.Lookingabout,hefoundhewassleepingintheruinsofaburntouthouse.Outside,stretchedaedrosegarden,withtheflowerswiltedandcoveredwithdust.Butthedreamwasvividlywithhim.Hecouldremembertheferociousah-shakingbattlebetweealndmightyCyclopsandtheflyingMedusaamidstsavagebattlecriesandtherfmes.Thesetwocharactersfrommythologyweresomehowinterwoveninhisotherdreams.Theyhadappearedseveraltimesandmayperhapsappearagainiure.TheymadetheirdebutinanaesehousewhereCyclopsgedfromapigmywearinggarmentsoftheTsingDynastyandMedusaentguardingthefabuloustreasures.Theymadelovewitheachothermadly.Suddenly,DimitrirealizedthatCyclopswashimpersonified,buthehadnotknownitatthetime.TheirsedappearancewasinanAfritemplewhereCyclopswastheGodofFateandMedusawashisattendant.InthegreatbattledefendingtheKingdomagainsttheattackoftheRomansoldiers,DimitriwasquiteawarethatheandCyclopswereohenwhydidCyclopsbetrayhiminhisretdream?Whywerethestoriessofusedandjumbledup?Thenheughedinvoluntarilyandsaidtohimselfwithanenigmaticsmile,

        "Dreamsaredreams,untraceableandillogical,whyseektoexpinthem?Iamadream-maker,asolitarytraveleruhevast,limitlessskies,wheretheeverginghueswerevariablefromthegrayandwhiteofdawntothebrightblueskiesofday,fromthebrillianteandredsuhedarknessofnight.IeandgoasIpleaseinmyvariousdreams.Mydreamsgelikethehuesoftheskiesaasunfathomableanduable.”Thenheeyedhissurroundingsuzzledexpression,thinking,

        "HowohdidIetosleepinthisoldhouse,halfdestroyedbyfire?"

        HerememberedhurriedlyleavingWorldBankstnight,toonervousandpanickytonoticewhichwayhewasgoing,andsomehoworother,hadstumbleduponthisabandonedandsecludedspottoparkhisfleshbodysoastoreturntohisKingdom.ThinkingofhisKingdomremindedhimofthefaithlessandtreacherousIleeifulbutvenomous,whocolboratedwithoutsideeonlytotakeoverhiswealthandhisKingdom,butplottedtohavehimkilledaswell.Thehumawasindeedunfathomable.Butthen,hequicklycametoreality,realizinghewasonlyapenniless,homelessperson,thathisvastKingdomandfabulouswealthwereallillusionaryfabricationsofhisprolificbrainthatnoonecouldtakeaway.Heughedhystericallyrememberingthedespairandpanicofhisdreamswhichshookhimso,andhisdeviousendeavorsatespiowerereallymuchadoaboutnothing.Thesewerebutstrangedreams.However,thosebeautifulnakedwomenweresoreandeachhadherindividualpersonalityandvividbeautythatweresodistinctivethattheystoodoutasrealhumanbeingsandhecouldnotreciletothefactthattheyneverexistedexceptinhisdreams.Dimitrisattherefused,tryingtodistinguishbetweendreamsay,whenthegrowlingofhisstomachtoldhimitwastimetomoveon.Helookedupattheblueskiesandwonderedwhattimeitwas.Hehadnoseime,whichwasuselessandsuperfluoustohim.Itspassagericious,sometimesfast,sometimesslow.Atransparentwindbillowedthroughthebranches,causingthebuddingleavestoswayinunison.Dimitrithoughtthatperhapstime,too,movedlikethewind.Stirredbythemotion,thefadedpetalsofthewiltedroseoDimitriflutteredandfellonhiseye.

        “Ahyes!”hethought.“timedidmove.Itmightdosoimperceptiblybutthebudding,bloomingandfinallywiltingoftheflowersshowedthatitdid.What’sthediffereweenman’sfleshbodyandtheflowers?”,thoughtDimitri.“Itgraduallyagesaoo.Sothemostpracticalthingwouldbetofeedit.Onlywhenthefleshbodyisalive,itweavemoredreams.Inthissociety,peopleusetheirfleshbodyindifferentways.Somedomanualbor,othersdomentalbor,butitisalltowardsthesameend—toattendtothephysieedsoftheirbody,tofeed,clothaerit!Iwanttoletmyfleshbodyliveonandmakemoredreams.Ilovetodream.Ilovetomakedreams.Iamadream-maker.ThusIlive,notdisturbinganyoneandIdon’twantaodisturbme!"Hesmiledhappily,"Ah!Iwonderwhatkindofdreamswillstrayintomyslumbertonight!"

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